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| SFM Nugget Realname: Satnam Join Date: May 2006
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Downloads: 0 Uploads: 0 | The Asgard Conundrum The prior had been chanting, for nigh on 12 hours. The robes kept him warm, and he longed to return home, to be amongst his people. But the gods called him to duty, and he would ensure that these unbelievers would either convert, or be put to the sword. Evil could not be allowed to exist, no matter... |
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06-15-2007, 02:12 PM
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| Hmmm...interesting aspect.. I personally think that the asgard, being as benevolent and wise as they were (before unending asked more questions than answered) would have teams working on the weapons just in case.. besides, the asgard civil war (yes, there will be a civil war) will hightlight some interesting things about the asgard..i think anyway.. so..the asgard were already working on the weapon, and it was just being tested when the ori made the offer..is that better? I also have designed a new ship..called one great ship..it also goes with a future story involving the asgard..it's in the 3dwips thread..check it out and tell me what you think.. anyhow..i have to go..need to catch up on my uni work.. thanks for reading and take care!! satnam |
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| Hello again everybody!! Update time!! The professor reappeared on the odyssey. It was in orbit, and was about to set out to beam the materials that they had bought from Baal. Another system lord with massive illusions of grandeur. He made his way to the engineering deck, and walked to the engine room. It was empty. Warning bells sounded in his head, and immediately he was on his guard. Something wasn’t right. He reached out with his senses whilst looking around, and picked up breathing. Very light, very slow. He opened his eyes. There was only one person that he knew could do that. Only one person who had the skills and the training to accomplish this. He looked carefully at the console screen, and could make out extremely faint ripples. It was a holographic illusion. He warily stepped further into the engineering room, looking around. He could feel something coming nearer. He put his tablet machine onto the nearest console, and carried on working. He moved towards the hologram. At once he sidestepped and ducked beneath the staff that appeared from the screen, spinning to his left. He crouched down, as there was nothing to be seen. He couldn’t see anybody. He narrowed his vision, began breathing deeply, and concentrated. The small ripples that he saw earlier had increased in amplitude, and began to effect what appeared to be the entire area behind the console. The illusion disappeared, revealing the person with the staff. “Greetings Teal'c.” “Greeting professor. I must say I am astounded that you were able to avoid the staff blow so quickly. There are very few who are able to perform under such circumstances.” “By that I take it you mean colonel Mitchell?” he answered, smiling. “Indeed.” Teal'c stood the staff up, and outstretched his hand and arm, which the professor took to get back up. Teal'c was smiling. “I would be interested to know how you were able to discern my presence in the room professor.” “I had a gut feeling. When I concentrated whilst looking around, I saw the ripples from the holographic illusion. Besides, there was only one person that I knew of who could be that stealthy, and it wasn’t hard to determine that you were behind there.” Teal'c smiled, and so did the professor. “I’m guessing carter sorted out the illusion?” “You guess correct.” “Let me see what I can do to improve it.” He moved to his tablet machine, and connected to the emitters. They were encrypted. Thankfully, it wasn’t very difficult for him to crack through and penetrate the underlying software, where he was able to modify the output of the holographic illusion. Within minutes, he had finished, and he uploaded the changes, and tested them. It looked so much better now. “Very nice” remarked Teal'c. The professor looked around. “Thank you Teal'c. I don’t have time to chat with you for the moment. Were moving. I think it’s time we hid ourselves.” “Indeed.” Teal'c moved into the holographic illusion along with the professor, who was still working on his tablet machine. The odyssey moved from its orbit, to settle in a geosynchronous orbit above Australia. It seemed Baal had hidden massive caches of naquadah in the Australian outback. Why, nobody really knew. But it was obvious that he had the ability to move freely around the earth. Cloaked Alkesh abounded, no doubt. Somewhat ironically, the area in question was also home to UFO watchers, who claimed that they could hear and feel many things that simply could not be explained by the Australian military. As the odyssey stabilised its orbit, it commenced deep sensor scans of the area. Extremely large amounts of naquadah were detected in storage areas under the ground. Nothing out of the ordinary was detected. No signs of life. As the crew went over the scans, Colonel Emerson sat in his chair, looking at his screen. Everything seemed to be okay, but he had a gut feeling that something would happen. Beaming commenced, and the ore was transported to the 302 bays. There was plenty of space, as the craft were currently maintaining a perimeter around the vessel. Within minutes, the operation had been completed. The 302 craft were advised to latch onto the odyssey hull, while they prepared to jump to the off world construction facilities that were maintained separately from the Hephaestus. As the ship moved, at full sub light, away from the earth, a hyperspace window opened, and the odyssey went in. One hour into the transit. The crews were on stand down, and were taking a well earned break. The odyssey wouldn’t reach its destination for at least twelve more hours, so Colonel Emerson ordered the crew to take a well earned rest. An eerie silence befell the corridors of the earth vessel, as the journey continued. There was no noise, except for the low hum of the ships drive systems. All personnel were in their quarters, apart from a skeleton crew manning the bridge. The night watch. The doors to one of the 302 bays opened ever so slightly, before closing again. In engineering, a light flickered, notifying the system that the door had opened. However, the alarm had been deliberately bypassed, and the ships systems weren’t notified about the miniscule breach. If anybody had been in the corridor, adjoining the 302 bay, and stayed absolutely quiet, they would have heard footsteps, heading towards engineering. The footsteps ended at the doors of the engineering room. It was empty. They began again, and moved towards the hyperdrive console, which showed the drive working at full capacity and that diagnostics would be performed once the ship jumped out of hyperspace, in a little under twelve hours. There was a blur, and the cameras in the room switched off, and a figure suddenly appeared. The arm moved to his side, where his zat was kept, and another knife on the other leg. He looked around, putting the small device back into his pocket of his clothing. It was Baal. He moved straight to the engineering console, and began tapping keys. It appeared he was attempting to gain access to the vessel’s hyperdrive systems. The system, however, needed biometric authorisation, and there were only two people who had the necessary authorisation for such access. Baal reached into his pocket, and brought out the device. He began tapping the device, and he looked at the display. Nothing. He did it again. Still no access. He tapped the handheld device very hard, and still no joy. He began looking around, to see if there was anybody around. Nothing. He went back to work, and gave up on accessing the hyperdrive systems. He put the device away, and began looking at all the displays. He began tapping on the engineering console. He stopped and tried to gain access to another system. Nothing. He slammed his fists down on the machine, leaving visible dents. His eyes glowed briefly. He turned towards the main display, which showed the entire ship schematics and other systems and moved forwards. A single blast from the staff appeared from nowhere, which Baal took full in the chest. The force of the blast picked him up and threw him backwards. As he hit the floor, blood erupted from his mouth. He managed to reach to his side, and brought out a healing device, which he began using immediately. His eyes glowed again. Teal'c walked out of the holographic illusion with the professor, who seemed completely nonchalant about the episode. The hologram was deactivated, showing the real engineering console. The energy blast had triggered sensor systems, which alerted the skeleton crew. They deactivated the alert, and watched the footage from the real cameras in the engineering room, and saw the replay of Baal taking the hit full in the chest. As Teal'c and the professor nodded to each other, Teal'c had a bad feeling. He immediately jumped out of the way, narrowly missing a zat blast. Baal continued firing at Teal'c, the front of his tunic visibly singed quite badly. He was still using the healing device. Teal'c fired back, another blast hitting Baal head on. His lower torso was hit badly, but the healing device countered the hit almost immediately. Baal continued firing, and stepped up the intensity of the zat fire. The skeleton crew on the bridge had already notified security, who were on their way. Foot steps in their multitude could be heard ringing throughout the corridors, as armed personnel made their way towards engineering. As Teal'c jumped out of the way, he got hit by a freak zat blast. Baal began smiling, and walked towards him, still holding the healing device to his body. He looked down at Teal'c, and smiled, as he raised the zat. The professor was working quickly. He had ducked out of the way when the first zat blast came from Baal. He managed to shut down the cameras in the room, and the audio sensors. Confident that nobody could see him, he got up, and saw Baal smiling and raising the zat, whilst still holding the healing device. The professor concentrated, and focused. The zat was ripped from Baal’s hand with such force, that it broke his hand. He screamed out in pain, and turned to his right, where he laid eyes on the professor. There was a stand off between the two of them. Baal looked at the professor, who looked back at him. Baal started shaking his hand. It was healed. He then took the healing device away. It appeared he had made a complete recovery. “You are not like the Tauri. Who are you?” “Who or what I am is of no consequence. Your kind has troubled this galaxy for long enough, Baal.” Baal seemed somewhat surprised. “Do you really think you can stand up to me? I am Goa'uld, and I possess the strength of many people.” His arm had pulled out a knife, which he threw towards the professor, and then he began running for him, head on. The professor knew what was about to happen. It was obvious. And yet he stood his ground, even as the knife had been thrown at him. Everything seemed to move in slow motion; the knife, and Baal, running towards him. He reacted. All at once the knife froze, in mid air. Baal was still running and had already jumped, whereupon he noticed the knife had frozen, but it was too late. He rose from the ground, heading towards the professor, who merely raised his hand, and then Baal found that he was no longer moving. He was suspended in mid air. His eyes glowed intensely, as he tried to make sense of what just happened. “How did you-?” “Please Baal, you aren’t that stupid. Are you?” The professor smiled. He opened up his left hand, and the knife immediately went to it. He looked at the knife. Very nice, exquisite workmanship. Jewelled handle, extremely sharp edge. Very nice. He looked up at Baal, and it was obvious what was about to happen next. Baal was at once worried. This was no ordinary human. He had to be an advanced human, but the powers that he had were very strong. He was still in the air, and he began frantically moving his arms and his legs, to no avail. The professor began moving in closer, knife in hand. “I know that you are the real Baal. I can tell because only you have these little trinkets. The other clones don’t know anything about this stuff. They have no interest. Now that I have you, what do I do with you?” “I can make you rich beyond your wildest dreams if you will but assist me in taking this ship, professor. Yes, I know of you, but I do not know you.” “I have no interest in anything that you have. I know you have nothing. I know about the Alkesh that are following us right now. I have already disabled your beacon transmitter. And I am scanning your memories. Some very interesting stuff. I wonder, what exactly will come out when Teal'c tortures you rather painfully?” “Whoever you are, I am sure there is something that I can give you or get for you. Just let me go.” “Actually, there is nothing you can do for me. Except perhaps forget about me and this little situation.” Baal smiled. “And how, pray, will you do that? You have no idea-“Baal stopped, his face turning red, and his breath coming out short. “In the time that you have spoken, I have been scanning your mind for what I need. Not much there. Of your mind that is. I have found the memories in question, and they are being deleted as we speak. That process is the result of your inability to breathe correctly. Ahh, now it is complete. Sleep now.” Baal closed his eyes, and then he suddenly dropped to the floor. The professor looked around, and opened a locker with his mind. Inside, there was a spare zat, which jumped into his hand. The other one that Baal had was returned onto the floor beside his body. He readied his zat for firing, at which point the ship’s security forces came in. They took note of the situation, and bound Baal several times, before lifting him up. A few medical personnel checked out Teal'c who was still unconscious. He was taken out on a gurney, and Emerson walked in. “What happened?” “It would appear, colonel, that Baal attempted to take over the ship. Of course, we knew it might happen, and so we laid a trap for him. He just managed to surprise us. Thankfully, I had a zat which I used to shoot him, from the spot that I was hiding in.” Emerson took everything, hook, line and sinker. “Okay. Good work professor. Are you hurt in anyway?” “Oh no. I’m fine. Just a little shaken up with the speed at which it all happened. Once we get back to earth, however, could you please arrange for me to be beamed to a spot in the Punjab, in India? I do so want to see my grandmother. I promised her that I would see her soon, and that was about an hour ago.” Emerson smiled. The professor was known to be very talkative of his grandmother. “Sure thing professor. Once we have delivered our cargo, I’ll make sure of it personally. Meantime, you might as well get some rest while you have the opportunity.” “Of course. You may as well take this. I don’t really like weapons.” He handed the zat to the colonel, who passed it on to his troops. As the professor walked out, he called to his guards. “Search every inch of this room. I don’t want to find any surprises later. And make sure you search Baal. He might have a transmitter of some kind on him. And signal ahead to the base, that we have him. Okay everybody, lets get this finished quickly, and then we can all get back to getting some rest.” Emerson walked out of the room. Teal'c was in sick bay when he woke up. He was annoyed that he had let himself get hit by Baal, of all people. As he got up, he felt the soreness in his body, an after effect of the zat blast. One of the medical personnel saw to him and filled him in. He remained quiet, confirming that the trap had been laid for Baal, and that he had been hit by a stray zat blast. When the nurse told him about the professor, he remained calm. The nurse said he was fine, and was free to go back to his quarters. He thanked her, and walked out of sick bay, and headed straight for the professor’s quarters. A minute later, Teal'c arrived. He knocked on the door, which opened. “Come in Teal'c. We need to talk.” Teal'c walked through, the door closing behind him. This was going to take some explaining. |
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06-19-2007, 09:53 PM
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| I hope you guys enjoy this. I have some good and bad news. Bad news, I may have to have an operation on my back, to correct stuff after the car accident i had. Good news, it might not be so bad! when i'm sitting in bed, recovering, all i will be able to do is work on the stories and graphics. But i won't know anything for a little, until after the consultation with the neurosurgeon (that serious) anyhow, for now, enjoy. has anybody checked out the one great ship thread in the 3d wip section? tell me what you think. thanks!! satnam |
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06-20-2007, 07:31 AM
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| Definitely a great story so far, your getting good at the cliffhangers, lol. Just kidding, definitely leave us wanting more. I hope everything goes well with your operation, and you that have a quick recovery. I know it's never fun laying in a bed at a hospital waiting for your body to heal itself. Good luck bud. |
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Woke up, feeling crap, my son is already active and doing my head in. thankfully my wife has the day off, and now she can sort him out. it's nursery time for this little boy!! decided to check up on the story, and am glad you guys like it. Wilson359, You are near the mark, but still off. Let me assure you, when the identity of this guy is revealed, you may not have been expecting this one! The truth will be revealed in a couple of stories ahead, when he arrives at atlantis, and all hell breaks loose, literally. Zelenka goes missing!!!! There is one more story involving the professor, the asgard and sg1 in the milky way, which will soon be revealed. It involves the story of the ancients, and the first exodus from their home galaxy, hence the thread on 3d wips, one great ship, to give people an idea of how it all began. when that story surfaces (probably when i'm recovering), it will, I believe, present a different angle to the ancients. speaking of which, is there anybody here who uses maya, and can texture better than me? I could seriously use some help. Ronmcd, glad you like the cliff hangers,, and want more. I really don't know if I will be lying in bed. Maybe for a little while, but I'd rather be at home. Don't know if they will allow it, but I will ask.. time for me to go..otherwise this page will automatically log me out!! take care and thanks for reading! Satnam t | |
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 Good yarn!! I realy like where you are taking this and the tech you are including!! If you would like to post it on a stargate fan site as well PM me and I will set it up for you!! NICE!! Chi'Tak - Fan Fiction Administrator from Save Stargate - Keep The Gate Open |
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| Just wanted to drop by and see how things were going. Hope everything has gone well in RL. |
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07-21-2007, 11:07 PM
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| hello everybody!!! well, what can i say? rl is killing me...uni exam papers to be handed in next week, some surgery (for a different part of my being) needs to be done..court case for the accident will probably proceed ahead... back is killing me, wrist ache really badly.. and my physio has said that stress and the issue of anxiety have also been raised and are more than likely linked..great.. story will be updated in about a month at the current rate.. have designed and modelled a new battlestar (yes, for a bsg story) new ships for the line of stories in the current vein (and yes, i believe everybody will like them, as they are a complete change from normal sg ships styles) and i am also putting together my war epic, concerning the character of the professor, and his origins, and the ancient-wraith war in detail..i'm sure people will be surprised when they see this.. have thrashed out synopses as well..some really interesting stuff here concerning ronan and hermiod and teal'c makes an appearance.. this conundrum story will finish in about 30k words time..i think..and the follow up will expand even more... my 3d pics are complementary to the stories and once it's all done, you'll get an idea of the sense of majesty involved with this stuff.. right now it's 2300pm, my brain hurts, my son (who has now started nursery regularly, thank you god!!!) is busy tearing up the book i spent money on for him to colour in..nice huh? oh well..i really need to get a workstation...can't keep using this tablet on my lap.. anyhow, take care..thank you for reading and please bear with me!!!! satnam |
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